 89. Past 1/2 of the Poo Brigade MAN!BUGG<33
SLEEP, MOTHER, SLEEP
Luna stared at her lifeless mother, staring at her blonde, slightly burnt hair; staring at the marks on her arms and face; staring at her eyes--staring at those silvery, blue eyes. There were no more burns present on her flawless face.
Daddy said she had to leave the world the same way she entered; beautiful.
He joined her.
What was he doing? Luna was perplexed, taking a step to the side when Daddy took out his hand and then leaned forward over her mother.
"Daddy...?"
He closed those silvery, blue eyes.
“There,” he wept, “now she could be sleeping.”
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